Intense Battle of Fifteen Minutes (Part Three)

Hard-pressed! For the first time since both sides started fighting, Qilin was pushed to the end of his rope. But no one could make out any expression on his battle-hardened face; no one was able to peek a glance into his thoughts and emotions even when he kept on retreating, again and again.

The full strength of the Great Sage Wreaking Havoc in Heaven was brought out by Master very easily. Furthermore, it was faster than Qin Fen's. Master's every kick, punch, palm attack, finger flick was firmer and fiercer than Qin Fen's. Master's each and every move was aiming for Qilin's vital points. Just the pressure from every punch, wind from his every palm was strong enough to blast any other martial dao master of the same level. The penetrating and explosive force behind every attack was equal to the barrage of a multi-warhead missile.

BANG BANG BANG...